Lavender moaned very softly against Fleur’s fabric covered sex at the taste of her. It still amazed her how good Fleur tasted. She tasted better than anyone she’d ever been with.
Unable to resist a better taste, Lavender pulled Fleur’s panties aside. She looked at her sex, bare, open, wet and warm just waiting for her. Lavender loved that Fleur responded so strongly to her. She stared for a long time.
She figured that waiting to be touched was driving Fleur mad. Grinning again, Lavender let her ragged breath caress Fleur’s folds for a long…long time. She just wished that she had a watch to know how much time she really had left…
“How much time do we have?” she whispered softly from between Fleur’s legs when there was a series of coughs from a student to cover the sound, figuring that she would find a subtle way to let Lavender know.